Chapter 2947: Transfer

The woman smashed the door and roared as she rushed in.

However, something that surprised Wu Feng and Zhu Bajie immensely happened.

Once the woman's figure walked into the secondary bedroom, she suddenly disappeared without a trace, without any warning, vanishing completely.

Moreover, Wu Feng instantly had a feeling of the world spinning. He quickly looked back and discovered that the man in the room had also disappeared.

"This, what is going on?"

Zhu Bajie looked on in great astonishment.

Although Wu Feng could not use any cultivation methods, he was, after all, the guardian god of the Primordial World and was experienced. That feeling of the world spinning just now naturally confirmed to him that they had just experienced a flow of time.

Wu Feng observed the room while whispering, "The time in this secondary bedroom and the master bedroom is different."

"We might be killed by that woman later, but at the current point in time, we are safe because that woman has not yet started to make a move on us."

Listening to Wu Feng's explanation, Zhu Bajie thought about it for a moment and then understood.

As long as you reach the Saint stage, you can manipulate time and space, just to varying degrees.

Zhu Bajie was currently at the early Saint stage and naturally could also manipulate time.

Wu Feng signaled for Zhu Bajie to summon the projection of the River of Time.

Zhu Bajie said with a bitter face, "Saint Wu Feng, summoning the projection of the River of Time is a breeze for you, but for me, it is too difficult. Even at my peak, it would be very hard to do."

"Is that so? I didn't expect you to be such a weakling."

Upon hearing this, Wu Feng felt a bit displeased.

Zhu Bajie responded bitterly, "Saint Wu Feng, I feel uneasy in this world, and I have a strong feeling of my cultivation being restricted. I really have no way to bring out the projection of the River of Time."

After saying this, to increase his persuasiveness, Zhu Bajie actually tried a few times, but each time, he only brought out a tiny, illusory image.

There was absolutely no projection of the River of Time.

Wu Feng said gloomily, "Alright, alright, since that's the case, let's stop talking nonsense. Since the time points of these two rooms are different, our only chance is to find an entrance or exit of time in this room and escape. Otherwise, we will both die."

Zhu Bajie nodded quickly, indicating his agreement.

The two of them searched for any abnormalities in this small secondary bedroom of less than ten square meters.

After searching for a long time, it was Zhu Bajie who found a small sculpture.

It was a sculpture of a little girl, made of wood. Even with the somewhat rough technique, it could not hide the cute flavor of this little girl sculpture.

Clearly, the person who made this sculpture had some kind of affection for this little girl, and when making it, they had added this affection into it, which was why it could influence Wu Feng.

Such things were very common; no matter how ordinary the production technique was, as long as the creator had deep emotional investment, that work could touch people's hearts.